Long Stet Poems

“Ten Years, Somewhere in their Lost Neighbourhood”

Of course,
he said, like a god,
there is no course,
one must simply go with the flow
the penumbra stands waivering its existence,
a kind of deactivation, fuzzy borderline hanging, 
backing the art...

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"Sliders"

500 clicks down, was code phrase for battle ships gone all depth charge. The deeper you go down that black-holed sink, the more you understand in your oxygen deprived brain, that there is a lesson...

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Alter-ego                                  ...

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Cristal Love

This is a great tea, I love it, creates an amazing life in my sleep. Deep
Walking in a cristal land, just walk and see the stunning scenery
The landscape of my secret part of mind’s...

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True artworks live for long, fakes deceive, 
Exist not yet live, better believe, 
In an age of mod art, 
Voyeurs peep, play odd part, 
World has gone far since Adam and Eve,
Time moves but stayed...

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I’ve been here
Some time ago
Iving the same tears
A “Go!”

I’ve been here
Under the same tree
My memory is smeared
With timeless history.

Have we met
In the past?
In a stet,
Say when last?

I’ve been here
I’ve seen you before
I do fear
I don’t...

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"Species Nova" 

A letter from Horace
today, I read, 
he sends his ample
split dichotomy 

he’s a writer with 
novel ambitions 
to shake the world 
of reality up a little

make his mark 
he will be read 
poets...

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